Sam Hardwick's web journal

As we enter week 31 of grey skies, icy pavements and frozen bicycle cables I am starting to appreciate some of the upsides of, say, Jamaica, where England’s tour of the West Indies has just started (England are 241 for 5). Here’s some white man reggae about cricket and getting mugged to get in the mood:

But really, I kind of like the miserable parts of the year. As someone told me on the Internet, you can build discipline the same way you build muscle: go out of your way to do things you don’t want to. So winter is kind of like discipline training, and heaven knows I want more of that.

What I’d also want is a trainee position in a good company or research project involved with language technology. Unfortunately I’ve been studying it for too short a time for the official university-sponsored ones, but maybe I can find a way to insinuate myself anyway.

A perhaps even worse cultural assault than white man reggae: the Russian roots of breakdance.